It's official. We now have our last and final walker on two legs. Alfalfa hair and all.
Um...hello? Walker?
Did you miss the memo?
I thought you read it yesterday. Maybe we'll start over today.
Ya know, they say that the older they are when they start to walk, the smarter they are...in which case, this kid is going to be brilliant!! Although, maybe that's just what "they" say to try and appease the parents of a 16 month old who is still finding his sea legs.
Yeah, remember my idea that my oldest is going to start making dinner one night a week? Well, guess who else thought they should be in on some of the action.....
2 comments:
I love the picture of your girls! That so reminds me of my 2 little helpers. They always want to be in the middle of the cooking.
i have to limit my kitchen help to one at a time, otherwise i get a little edgy. maybe it's because the helpers end up fighting over who gets what job, and then they all hurry to be the first one to add the ingredients, and then my food has 5x the salt and nearly a bottle of oregano.
i'm just sayn.
gabe is not allowed to walk. he is still a baby.
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